I saw the headlines the day Hillary Rodham Clinton took the stand for questioning with regard to her role in events related to Benghazi. When her questioners began to pepper her with queries on specifics, she puffed up and furrowed her brow. She pounded her fist, indignant, and shouted these words:
“What difference, at this point, does it make?”
Ever since then, I’ve been trying to figure out why no one challenged her. Why her questioners allowed themselves to be browbeat into submission, why a full-grown tantrum quelled their desire to learn the truth. Here is, in my opinion, a fantastic piece that includes thoughts from three people who should have faced Clinton that day. They explain why the truth matters better than I ever could.
What troubles me the most is, after clicking through many of the comments beneath these respective articles, the pervasive theme of hopelessness among fellow truth-seekers. No one will listen to us…Clinton is too good, no one could have bested her…a master…we may as well go eat worms. You can almost hear the collective sigh, “what’s the use?”
Come ON, people.
There are good people with great minds permeating The Right, The Left and The Center, great minds who still believe in truth and could help restore both goodness and greatness to this country. Why do they remain silent? Why do they allow themselves to be silenced? Speak up, for Heaven’s sake. Someone needs to come forward who will ask the hard questions and demand honest answers. To quote Matisyahu, “It’s time for a champion to soothe the soul of the land.”
Perhaps Great Minds tend to be quiet, introverted. This speaks to me of wisdom and dignity. By and large, that’s a good thing. But I’ve noticed that those who are less concerned with the Truth and more concerned with knowing-what’s-best-for-everyone-else, well, they’re no introverts.
The squeaky wheel gets the grease.
Things are changing. We all feel it. Unless the wise and brave and good and true step forward to speak up and stand ground, there will come a time when, in the words of my late Uncle Bill, the truth “wouldn’t matter if it did matter.”